Here we are. Getting close to the end of 2025. Not the best year. We’ll see how it ends. Hopefully pretty well. I’m feeling pretty confident I can make it okay. I hope you have a good end of your year. I think I will keep this short tonight. I hope you all have a nice Christmas Eve. Will chat soon. Even if you don’t celebrate Christmas, I hope you have a good day. Xoxo. Santa.
Chey’s Lounge
Lay down on the chaise lounge with me.
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So all I’m gonna talk about today is making last night’s dinner. Last night, I made a porterhouse steak, fondant potatoes, asparagus, and spinach. The potatoes are the star of the dish. There’s definitely a little TLC needed. Another one of those dishes where I use an herb butter.
Oh, herb butter, you say? Yes, that’s what I said, why? Should you like to know how I make it? No? Okay, stop reading, because I’m saying it. I leave some salted butter out, idc about salt control enough. I need the butter to be room temperature-ish, ideally. While that’s sitting, we rinse and dry our herbs. I use a lot of parsley and then some sage, rosemary, thyme, and marjoram. I chop up all the herbs and it doesn’t really matter when you add them. I chop up some garlic to add too. Last ingredients are some lemon juice and a little bit of salt. Mix that up and then you should technically get it into a log shape and refrigerate for a little. Will not confirm or deny if I allowed the butter time to set.
The butter is really the most labor-intensive part of this, but the fondant potatoes aren’t exactly super simple. I use yellow potatoes and peel them. I cut each end off to make 2 flat sides. I don’t shape them into even cylinders because it’s just not necessary. I do usually cut them in half so they’re like potato width and then an inch or 2 tall. Once my potato cylinders are peeled and cut, I heat up the pan and then add some oil. I wish I took pics of the process, but oh well, that’s show biz, baby. Anyways, once both sides are browned, I cut the heat and add our herb butter. I also add a few whole cloves of garlic and some sprigs of rosemary and parsley. I add a stupid amount and I get it all over. I forgot to mention, but there’s some chicken stock warming up as this all happens. I pour the stock in and then I do something that I never really saw anyone do in videos. I like to heat it all up and almost bring to a boil. I think it softens them up a little more. Maybe not though considering the next step is putting it in an oven (@420°F or ~215°C) for 50 minutes. Finally, the potatoes are basically done.
Well, as you know, dinner was more than potatoes, so let’s just go over that quickly. I made 2 vegetables. The spinach was very simple. I rinsed it and then cooked it for a little while with a small amount of chopped garlic (tbh I usually prefer sliced with spinach) and some lemon. Not much to it. The asparagus is a little more involved. We’re not going to mention that I let them burn for the first time in so long, but we are going to say that we sautéed some thin slices of shallot in some butter and oil so it’s almost caramelized. That takes a minute. I prepare the asparagus by rinsing them, cutting a bit off the bottom, then putting on a sheet pan with some oil and salt. Also, I squirted a little lemon juice on before and after cooking. I cook them in the oven for a little while and when they’re basically done, I grate some Parmigiano-Reggiano over them and let it melt for a minute back in the oven. Once that’s melted, I take them out and add some lemon zest and top them off with the shallots. Now, all that’s left is the steak.
Most of the time, I make steak the same way. I salt it then let it sit for a little while before adding some pepper and then cooking. I basted it with the herb butter since I had it available (also added whole garlic and rosemary and thyme sprigs to this as well). Omg. Garlic. I forgot to mention what happens to the garlic in the potatoes. It turns so, so soft. It’s like garlic confit but somehow better from being in herb butter. Holy moly it’s just delectable! Omg. I also forgot to mention that once they come out, I baste the potatoes in the broth/butter mixture and then top them off with flaky Maldon salt and a lot of chopped parsley. People think they’re scallops! I’m glad I took one pic of them in the pan even though the stove looks disgusting and you can see the burnt shallots in the back lmaooo.
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As you know, I have a paraplegic dachshund. I’m in multiple Facebook groups for paralyzed pets, IVDD, and other diseases of the spinal cord. Myelomalacia, which involves the death of spinal tissue, comes up sometimes. Way more often than it comes up for the average person not in these groups, that’s for sure! It comes up more often for someone like a veterinary (or regular) neurologist. Ascending myelomalacia, the death of the cord traveling up until either euthanasia or respiratory paralysis ultimately leads to death. It’s so sad to see people going through that.
Anyone else still so sleepy from being sick? Yes? Okay, that kinda sucks for us, but we’re in it together. I actually cooked today. Something I used to make a lot but haven’t made in quite a while. I think it’s been close to a year. I will be writing about it tomorrow. I am just too tired tonight! I just made myself some hot chocolate. When I say “I”, I do mean Ms. Swiss Miss. I didn’t add marshmallows, but I did have plenty of whipped cream and a little dash of Ceylon cinnamon on top. I haven’t done that in a while. I did use milk and not water, btw. I deserve it xx. So do you. Unless milk fucks you up, then you don’t deserve that. Well, maybe you do, but since you’re reading this I don’t think so xoxo.
Last things. Ugh. I started off so well in my football pool this year, but I went through like 5 bad weeks. Now, I’ve been doing well the past 2 weeks again, but it’s, well, you know, “Too Little Too Late” – JoJo.
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Not sure if I should post my Epstein thoughts. I just can absolutely believe that a man like him could exist. This is going to sound so fucked up, but whatever, it’s my blog. Like, this photo, for example, the energy/aura is almost magnetic. I can see why people would enjoy being around him and how he could get them to give him money. Idk if it was obvious at the time or a hindsight thing from all of these investigations, but he was a shady, untrustworthy, morally corrupt person in business. It’s not surprising his lack of morals extended beyond his professional life. Returning to his business dealings… I mean, there’s a lot of money to be made when you’re able to save people hundreds of millions of dollars in taxes. Even more if you’re ripping them off.
I feel a little better about how I feel because I saw this on X, formerly Twitter. Very validating. A little scary. I think I may be a little dehydrated. I guess I should drink some water! Thinking about getting driven around the streets of New York and picking out girls. Would be a lot less fucked up if it only involved like 16 and up. Fucked up, but not like horrendously. Younger than that is just disgusting. Especially like 13. Don’t like that. Shouldn’t be subjected to anything of the sort at that point. What’s up with Maxwell? Will she get out? Very active woman, would be impressive if it wasn’t disgusting. Bill Clinton gives off similar vibes. He seems like he’d be fun, but the aura isn’t as striking. I wonder what conspiracies have truth to them.
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Life’s such a conundrum. I just hate how sad it can be! I guess I should feel thankful I can see it as sad because it means there’s another end of the spectrum. Is that end worth the inevitable arrival of the other end? Like dogs, they die so soon. Sometimes they die really soon. It’s just so sad seeing, like, a 5-year-old dog die. And then there are people. It’s just so sad seeing people write about their family members who passed away, either expectedly or unexpectedly. I feel so horrible for people who lose family members in car accidents. Life is so normal, and then in an instant, it’s over for someone. Their family is left with nothing but memories and unfulfilled dreams. I hate seeing someone pass away right before or right after retirement. Work these days isn’t usually backbreaking, but it’s not exactly enriching most of the time. To spend your whole life waiting for that time and then poof. To see someone lose their spouse they had all these plans with. To see photos of them happy together, knowing they’ll never get to experience that again is making me tear up as I write this. Life just isn’t fair. Sometimes in annoying ways, but other times in such a cruel fashion. It’s horrendous to think about. And yet, that’s just life. We just have to go on, just as everyone before us had.
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Gonna take a little break from stuff at halftime of the Thursday night football game. It’s halftime. During the time beforehand, I had been scribbling my thoughts on a little piece of paper. Not in the biggest multi-tasking mood right now. Still so much time left in my day. It’s going so slowly. I’m wondering if it’s because I didn’t sleep very well last night and didn’t take an adequate nap earlier today. My brain is scattered and it’s definitely kinda easy to tell from the way I write out notes. I kind have always been a sporadic note taker. There’s really no rhyme or reason for this, no rhythm to my music. Only things confining me are prior prose, self-imposed boundaries, the size of the paper, and the location of my doodles. We just work our way around the page as best we can. Perhaps I should just write in line rather than a circle. Perhaps not though.
I was thinking about what to write for today’s post earlier and started thinking about my dog. I was thinking about her when I was writing my little note circle a little while ago, too. Just before I was thinking about how I wish my dog could hypnotize me. I guess I could wish for that from anyone, really. Do I really need that? Idk, what do you do when you can’t forget things and you also feel you can’t make any additional changes that may negate the need to forget? I wonder if there’s anything my dog needs to be hypnotized for. Is she traumatized by the times she has spent all day in her crate? I mean, she’s a dog, she should be fine. Just feel bad about her being a lonely bean. I wish I worked from home so we both wouldn’t need to worry about that so much. Maybe I’m projecting and she’s not really that worried about that in particular. I just can’t help but anthropomorphize her. She’s not just a dog, she’s the sentient creature I’ve created in my mind today (and always). Today, I was thinking of a funny scenario within this anthropomorphization.
What would my paraplegic dachshund do if given access to incredible power? I was watching her drag her little Bean body around, and I was thinking about how she can basically do anything as a paraplegic, but she wouldn’t be able to do very much if she were somehow to become a quadriplegic.
So, here’s the scenario I was thinking of. My little Bean has a device implanted in her, like a Neuralink. This device allows her to move herself around in a wheelchair powered by her mind. This develops into Internet access. And once you go onto the web… there’s no going back!
This can go so many directions. Like, imagine after all of this she just gets like super fat with her newfound freedom and access. She’d probably end up getting herself onto a GLP-1. I think she’d start a wiener breeding program. I’m not sure exactly why other than simply world domination. It won’t work, she won’t care about their health, and they’ll all be demented and deformed, even more so than her! She’d be breeding those IVDD dachshunds like rabbits, absolutely zero regard. Maybe she has a plan in place. Maybe she has already replaced her Neuralink with her very own LycaLink. She’s gonna put one in all of the dachshunds, not for good. For evil.
I wonder if she’d just tell me everything she likes or dislikes. Like, imagine it turns out she hates American football but loves baseball and cricket. Imagine if she loves and is obsessed with eggs. Like, she just loves the concept behind it all and feels the humble scrambled egg is one of the greatest results of human civilization. You just never know what she may think!
Been a while since I’ve considered saying, “maybe I’ll come back and expand on this later.” Today, we bring that idea back. We will not make any guarantees about anything though. Also, it’s been a little while since I’ve said I miss making YouTube videos. I really am not at all interested in production value, though. I’m so into just being insane and so not into caring about production.
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Gets the oil. I don’t get much oil, but I, like many others, have potential. Ugh, thinking about this one time something happened and I needed surgery on my wrist. Health insurance and car insurance were involved. I didn’t realize that the anesthesiologist who performed the surgery billed the wrong insurance. I didn’t realize. Insurance company did, eventually. Guess it’s a little suspicious when a patient has nothing billed but anesthesia. Like yes, if I could be on those drugs whenever I felt like it, I would. Don’t let me become a celebrity! Anyway, somehow this bill ended up in collections and omg. The way this woman who was calling me for the creditor was NEVER getting me to pay that shit. I said I’d pay directly. Not allowed, like okay lady, why are you wasting your time with me. I referred her to my lawyer and never heard from her again. I definitely should’ve done that before getting into a verbal ruckus. Oh well! I am very into doing what is right. Definitely someone who understands why people act based on principles. I wish everyone felt the same. Idk why, but I don’t feel motivated to write anymore today. Toodaloo!
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Maybe I’m not drinking enough water?
Still feeling under the weather. I’m sad about it. Is what it is. Lots of action in the world this weekend. I must say, the Brown University incident reaffirms my belief law enforcement/government actively doesn’t like people wearing masks in public. It’s too easy to hide. I feel like you can only hide for so long. How many ring cameras are there around? I think one would need to go into a wooded area or something and have a bag with a change of clothes and then leave a different way. I think one would need to change their gait to best maintain deniability. I guess another thing one would could do is stuff their jacket to try to look fatter. Then emerge from the woods a skinny kweeng. On a similar note, perhaps wear a pair of shoes that gives a little extra height, have fake hair, I mean, those people who got the politicians were in pretty realistic masks. Not sure how to get something like that on the down low. Not that I’m trying to commit a crime. I don’t think I have the patience or discipline to thoroughly plan through something like that. And why am I doing it? What’s my motivation? I’m not close to neurotic enough to kill over an ideology, that’s for sure! I don’t really want to go to prison. Sounds pretty bad and sad. Speaking of bad and sad, today, I keep seeing this Daisy sour cream commercial where a lady dips a strawberry in sour cream. That seems really weird, I don’t think I like that.
I want to write one more paragraph, but not sure what to write about. I just have this one big boi here. I wish I could just be different. I feel so judged all the time and it’s so annoying. And I’m just so easily annoyed. No one really likes being around people like that. I feel like people are on eggshells around me. I know people lie to me. I don’t know what to do about it. I don’t like being lied to but I am too crazy to deserve honesty I guess. Maybe I should move to Florida. I have no idea what I’d do as a job. Can you tell I’m very lost lately! No one’s going to find me. I feel like maybe I need a profoundly large change of scenery in my life. Idk. I just don’t think I make the people around me feel very good and in turn it just makes me feel not very good about myself and then I make other people feel worse. It’s a viscous cycle I feel I’ve been locked into for about a year or so. It’s just hard to go through hard times. I know no one cares, that’s why I’m just writing about it into the void. I guess this is enough for a second paragraph. I’m so sick of feeling like a disappointment and that I have no agency. I guess I do have agency despite the way I feel. Some people just go out and get things in life. I don’t think I’ll ever be one of those people. I think I’m just destined to remain at the beck and call of others to my own detriment to the point where others don’t even want to be around me. Not sure how selfish I should be, feels like I already am.
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The juices are NOT flowing today. I don’t feel any better than I did yesterday. I need like a massage or something probably. My body is lost within itself. It can’t figure out how to heal! Maybe I’m being dramatic and delusional right now. That’s okay. Another day where I don’t have much to say. My lymph nodes feel like there’s frozen peas up in them! Not great! I guess my body is trying to get this stuff out. Maybe I’m not doing enough to help it. Anyone have any tips or tricks for feeling better/recovering? I got Indian food today because I wanted to try my best to get something I’d actually be able to taste. It worked! Thank you to the subcontinent.
anyways. So yeah, not much to say. The New York Football Giants are quite a terrible team. Quite tragic, if I do say so myself. And you all know that I know tragedy, as confirmed by William Shakespeare in a dream that I never had. I built a Lego Christmas tree tonight. Maybe I’ll post a pic tomorrow. Maybe not. It’s not very impressive, a child could do it. In fact, a child should do it. Let’s give it up for the Cowboys for never giving up. I wish they would win the NFC East this year. Not likely.
Chey’s Lounge 